If an outsider reaches out rashly, he will be beaten at the very least, and if not, he will be punished.

As for stamps, no one cares about them, and private transactions are flourishing.

Unfortunately, most stamp collectors trade stamps for stamps they do not have.

At this time, stamp collecting was stamp collecting, and it still maintained great purity.

It’s rare that someone actually spends a lot of money to buy rare tickets.

What is particularly urgent is that monkey tickets have been issued at this time.

The full-page "Golden Monkey Banknotes" were sitting on the counter of the post office with no one paying attention.

But for Ning Weimin, whose pocket was cleaner than his face, he could see it but couldn't eat it.

How urgent is this?

It was simply a heart-wrenching torture.

To put it bluntly, this is like being blind. It would be fine if you were born unable to see.

I don’t know what red is and what green is, so it’s not uncomfortable.

I'm afraid of those who are half blind.

How bright the red is and how fresh the green is, he knows it all in his heart.

It feels like banging your head against the wall.

Of course, it was precisely because of this that Ning Weimin settled for the next best thing and thought of going to work.

I think it’s not impossible to find a reason to do it temporarily in order to buy monkey tickets.

Even if it is a temporary job, even if the salary is more than ten yuan a month.

As long as he takes it into his hands and counts out the expenses, it will be enough for him to get two full-page tickets every month.

A full page costs 1.5 million to 1.8 million. If you work for a month, you can save 3 million. It's worth it.

Unfortunately, this path of compromise does not work either.

The vegetable wholesale station outside Yongding Gate did find a loader once.

The street also recommended Ning Weimin.

But when people saw Ning Weimin's Peking Opera niche-like image, they put him back.

I despise him for being too weak, too weak, and worse than an old woman doing this job.

After that, Ning Weimin never received any news about work arrangements.

To put it bluntly, under the huge employment pressure of the 17 million educated youth who have returned to cities across the country.

Even the crematorium burners, the sanitation bureau street sweepers, and the excrement collectors have all become jobs that require competition.

Isn't it even harder for a poor child like Ning Weimin, who couldn't find a job when he had a mother, and now he has become a rootless grass?

In this way, Ning Weimin has nowhere to use his power.

Those grand plans for the future were almost rotten in his stomach.

After thinking about it, in order to catch the prosperity that God gave me... no, a monkey ticket gift package.
Chapter completed!